A/N Sorry this took a little longer than planned to get to you. I got two new kittens and it's hard to write with them around, and with the big kitties acting like they've been invaded. I think we're finally moving to normalcy and I already have the next chapter out to prereaders so it'll be with you soon! Happy Sunday!

Fill Me with Your Poison Chapter 3

Isabella Swan felt strange. It was as if everything inside of her was coiled tightly, ready to spring. She wanted to jump and run and let loose the power she felt, but at the moment all she could do was look into the face of the vampire that had made her this way.

How is he even more beautiful now than he was before? She wondered, because it didn't seem like it was possible.

Edward smiled at her thoughts and bent toward her, his pink lips lightly brushing against hers. She felt the charge from that little kiss all the way down to her toes and a light growl emitted from her throat, surprising her and making her jerk away from him. He gripped her and held on before she ran.

"My Bella, do not be frightened." She froze at the sound of his mellifluous voice. "You liked it when I growled before, did you not?" It didn't take even a second for Bella to remember just what Edward's growling had done to her when they'd made love. Thinking about that made her want him again and Edward's fingers flexed against her shoulders. "Soon, my love. First, you need to get dressed so I can feed you."

At those words, Bella growled again, feeling the burn in her throat. The rest of the burn, the horrible heat that had immersed her for what felt like forever, had rescinded, leaving only the burn in her neck as a reminder of what she'd endured.

"Food?" she asked, clutching at her throat.

"Yes, I know you're hungry, my love." Love. Bella smiled at that word and got an answering, dazzling smile in return, one so bright, so beautiful that she wasn't sure how she could survive looking at it.

"Love." She reached out and touched Edward's cheek; wonder filling her at the feeling of rightness she felt when she held him.

He turned his head and kissed her palm, sending fire moving down her hand, through her arm and filling her. Not the painful fire she'd just endured, but a blazing desire that made her want to tackle Edward to the bed and take him. He groaned as that thought, that image, filled her mind and his own.

"Soon, my sweet. You need to get dressed so that my brothers can bring in your food." They'd heard him-them-and already had Bella's first meal ready. Though he hated to move away from his stunning, naked girl, Edward made himself go to his dresser and grab her a t-shirt. It would be too big on her but it would cover everything and he knew the garment would most likely be ruined with her first meal. He helped her pull the shirt over her head and straightened her hair when her head emerged through the hole.

Bella licked her lips, her throat dry and burning so much that it almost hurt to talk. "I want…" she broke off, because it was hard to focus on just what she did want. She wanted to quench her thirst. She wanted to feel Edward inside of her. She wanted to run through forests, swim in the ocean, jump from a plane; she felt invincible and incredible.

Edward laughed at the whirlwind of thoughts in her mind. He knew the feeling, of course, but the way her forehead furrowed with irritation at not being able to pick out which want was most prevalent in her mind was just adorable to him.

"What do you want, my beauty?"

Another light growl sprang from her lips and Edward had to remind himself that feeding her was the first priority, regardless of his own wants. The beautiful girl wearing nothing but his t-shirt, sitting on his bed, her head filled with images of the two of them in many inventive sexual positions was enough to drive him mad.

"Everything," she finally spat out, sounding very annoyed. Edward pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head for that answer, to his mind, was absolutely perfect.

"You shall have it all, Bella," he promised, rubbing her back lightly. "First let me feed you, and then I'll give you everything you want."

That seemed to satisfy his girl, as she pulled back and the irritation no longer showed on her face or in her thoughts. "Okay. I'm ready," she said.

"Come in," Edward ordered, the words no sooner out of his mouth than the door opened and his brothers stood there, big grins on their faces. Bella started to smile back at them but a scent hit her nostrils and she immediately got to her feet and ran toward the door. Edward caught her from behind at the same time as the bigger vampire halted her progress from the front. She let out a ferocious growl as Edward's arms came around her waist.

"I know, love, I know it smells irresistible. But you must, only for a few moments. It will be yours soon, I promise."

Bella calmed a bit at his touch, as his words touched her ear like a caress. "I want," she grunted, still pushing against the big one, though her resistance was not as strong as it had been before.

"I know you want it and it's yours, baby. All yours. But you need to let me show you what to do. It's a person, remember. Just like you were a few days ago. You don't want to hurt the person, do you?"

Bella was confused. She didn't want to hurt anyone but she wanted to taste whatever it was that smelled so delicious to her. She would do anything to have it. Anything.

Edward's mind filled with more images of what she would do for her food and he cursed the need to deal with reality instead of just having at his mate.

"Will you trust me, my Bella? Will you let me show you how to eat without hurting your prey? The man in the hallway is sick. He's dying and he's ready to go. He's had enough pain to last a lifetime these past few months. Do you want to cause him more?"

She only wanted a taste. She shook her head and tried to focus on Edward's hypnotic voice in her ear. "He wants to be your first meal, love. He wants to feel your beautiful lips against his neck, to let his blood flow into your mouth, to give you his life. It is the ultimate gift. You want to cherish it, respect it, don't you?"

She wanted. She would do whatever he asked as long as she could have what he'd described. "Yes."

Edward nodded at his brothers and they shifted, Emmett taking her left arm and Jasper taking her right. She started to struggle but Edward moved in front of her, holding her stunning face in his hands. "Emmett and Jasper are going to hold onto you while I show you what to do, okay?" Bella ceased her struggling but kept her eyes on Edward, silently pleading with him to get on with it.

"It's better, the first few times, if I bite for you. Pay attention to what I do because it won't be long before you're ready to do it yourself."

Her eyes remained steady on Edward as he released her and stood in the doorway. Felix helped the elderly man step forward and Edward gently took his arm. He took a cursory glance at the man's thoughts and found that he wasn't scared. The word "finally" kept echoing in his mind. That was something Edward could more than relate to.

"Thank you for honoring us with your gift," Edward told him softly. The most rewarding thing about coming out to the humans, in Edward's mind, was that they were legitimately able to help a person who had no hope of a future of anything but pain to pass to the other side. He hadn't expected to care about that overly much when he'd concocted the idea but the first time he'd taken the life of a sick human, the way the woman had thanked him right before she'd succumbed had stuck with him and he always considered it a gift, just like he'd told Bella to do so.

"Thank you," the man whispered so softly that it was almost hard for Edward to hear. He helped the cancer ravaged man into the room and heard Bella's struggles begin again.

"His name is John," he told Bella, ignoring her growls. "He's seventy-seven years old and he's in incredible pain. He wants to go see his wife, Mindy. He misses her."

The man, John, gasped softly as Bella stilled. "How?"

Edward touched his shoulder lightly. "I just know. You'll be with her soon. I cannot imagine living so long without the love of my life." Edward gestured toward the beautiful vampire in his brothers grasps. "I've just found her and thankfully she's chosen this life with me."

John turned pain-filled eyes Bella's way. "You're lucky. If I could have had Mindy…" he shook off as a terrible cough racked his skinny frame. Edward patted him on the back and watched as Bella blinked and seemed to focus on the man instead of the scent.

"Forever," he finished, gasping for air. "I would have loved it."

So sad. Edward nearly smiled as Bella's thought hit him. The fact that she could focus on the story instead of the blood said a lot about her ability to control herself. He'd hoped to tap into her humanity, into that good heart that he already knew she had, and with just a few words about his wife, John had done so.

"Now you can be with her again," Edward told John, taking position behind him, keeping his eyes on his mate, who stood at alert but was not moving forward.

"Now, please?" John asked. Edward nodded at his brothers and they tightened their hold on Bella as he bent toward John's neck.

"You don't have to wait any longer." He bit gently into the skin and felt that first pump of hot blood in his mouth before he pulled away. Bella's eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a vicious snarl as the scent of blood hit the air. Emmett and Jasper brought her forward and her snarl turned almost into a cry.

"Gentle, my love," Edward reminded her as she got within inches of the rich blood. John's eyes were closed and he prayed for it to end quickly.

"Emmett and Jasper are going to hold you. Just place your lips where mine were and drink." His brothers tightened their grip as finally Bella's mouth reached John's neck. The moan she let out at the first taste went straight to his cock but Edward kept his focus on his girl and the human whose heartbeat was slowing rapidly.

Watching his mate drink was an incredibly arousing experience. A huge part of him resented the fact that his brothers had to be here. In a different time, in a different place, she could have just torn into some unsuspecting human with no finesse and then the two of them could have torn into one another with no prying eyes to see them mate. Alas, that was not an option now but it was still beautiful to watch her; the way her eyes closed, the way her muscles strained with the need to grip and drain. The sounds she made as her hunger was sated were akin to those she made when they made love. Edward wanted nothing more than to take her the instant she finished eating, but reality was not going to afford him that luxury.

For her part, Bella was completely focused on the taste and feel of the blood coursing down her throat, cooling the burn that had plagued her since she'd woken up. She was fairly certain nothing had ever tasted this good when she was a human. Not steak, not ice cream and not even chocolate could compare. The heat of the warm, thick liquid was addicting. She wanted it beyond all else in that moment, even more than she wanted her Edward.

He smiled as she had that errant thought but didn't take offense. One day in the not too near future, that would not be the case. The bloodlust would always be there, but it would diminish and she would be as full of thoughts of him as he was of her. Already she had stunned him with her desire for him despite her hunger. Once that hunger passed…well, sadly they had to deal with the small matter of her police chief father before they could deal with the other hunger. It was most unfair. Edward already resented the man and they hadn't even had words yet. Somehow, though, they'd get through the family drama and then they'd be blessedly alone again. He couldn't wait.

She's doing really well. Edward met Jasper's eyes and nodded. She's fighting us less now than she was when she first smelled him, which is incredible.

It was, indeed. Usually the first taste of blood sent a vampire into a frenzy but his Bella was showing some very good control. He suspected that what she knew about John was tempering her, keeping her from fighting them and possibly causing him more pain.

Every vampire in the room heard the moment that John's life ended. He let out a little sigh and the heartbeat faded after one last thump. Edward nodded and his brothers released their hold on Bella. She caught John's body before it could slump to the floor and held him up as she took the final bit of blood that remained. Her grip on him was loose enough that she would not have caused pain had he still been alive. Edward felt such pride in his mate, in the humanity that still remained in her despite her change to vampirism.

"Impressive, little sis!" Emmett exclaimed.

Bella finished with the body and looked around, confused. Edward took John from her and a moment later Felix reappeared and carried the body from the room. Bella let out a little cry and buried her face against Edward's chest. He held her and kissed the crown of her head.

"It's okay, love. You gave him what he wanted. You did so well. I couldn't be prouder of you."

"Really?" she murmured, holding on to him tightly, but not so tight as to cause pain.

"Yes. Do you know how hard it is for a newborn to show that kind of restraint? My brothers barely had to hold you back."

She tilted her face up to study him. "For a bit there, I didn't care that he was a person. I just wanted to taste him."

Edward caressed her cheekbones lightly. "That's completely normal, my beauty. But you didn't let that get the better of you once you tasted him."

"I remembered his name and his wife's name," she whispered.

"And that makes you extraordinary," he told her before kissing her softly. She sighed into it and pressed her body against his. Edward started to steer her back toward the bed.

"That you are!" Emmett's yelling broke them out of the spell they'd fallen under the moment their lips touched again. Edward glared at him but Emmett shrugged.

You have a visitor, remember? And he didn't come alone.

Edward damned Charlie Swan and whomever he'd brought with him to hell. What, did he think he was going to arrest him? Edward would like to see him try. Still, they had to deal with it.

"Bella, these are my brothers. The big, loud one is Emmett and the one with the scarecrow hair is Jasper."

"I resemble that remark!" Emmett bounded forward and scooped Bella up in a hug. "It's good to finally meet you. Edward wouldn't let us come in while you were changing."

Bella felt a bit like she'd been crushed in an anvil but she hugged him back. "Well, I'm glad to meet you."

"We already met, but it's wonderful to see you come out on the other side," Jasper told her with her a smile.

"I missed all the good stuff while I was, well, getting the good stuff," Emmett announced with a grin. "Your friends say hi, by the way."

"My friends…" Bella shook her head. "Somehow I bet they had more to say than hi."

"Well, yeah, but with your dad on the scene…" Emmett broke off at the thunderous look on Edward's face. "Whoops. Will you look at the time? We must be going."

Before she could even blink, Emmett was out of the room. Jasper followed at a more sedate pace. "Forgive the boob. His mouth moves faster than his brain, which for a vampire is a feat all on its own."

Bella couldn't even focus on the apologies as the word "Dad" echoed in her brain. Edward picked her up and sat on the bed with her in his arms.

"It'll be okay, baby. We'll handle it, together. We can do anything together. Look at what you just did. Dealing with an angry father will be a piece of cake after what you just went through."

She held onto Edward, breathing in his warm, musky scent, trying to calm herself. Her father was here and she'd just killed a man. He'd hate her and maybe he'd arrest her, take her away from Edward.

"He can't take you away, beauty. I won't let him. And you've done nothing wrong. John signed a contract as well. I promise, nothing is going to happen to you."

She'd thought she'd have time before her father found out. Why she'd thought that, she couldn't say. Between Jess and Lauren's big mouths and her father's overbearing hovering, there was no way her absence for several days would have gone unnoticed. Why hadn't she called him first, made up some lie about going camping and being out of cell range for a week?

Edward kissed her temple and she sighed. Oh yeah, that was why. Because Edward had driven all common sense out of her head and all she'd cared about was her need to be with him. Even now, knowing her father was lurking out there somewhere ready to haul her away from Edward, she still wanted him and him only.

"This is going to be awful."

Edward shifted so that he could look into her beautiful red eyes. "Maybe, but there's nothing he can do to part us, Bella. You're mine now and he's going to have to deal with that. I won't let him hurt you." And if he tries, I'll kill him, father or not.

She heard the promise and even the threat in those words and both comforted her. "He's here, now?"

"Yes. Emmett and Jasper have him waiting in my office."

Bella nodded and stood, holding a hand out to Edward that he took immediately. "Well, I guess we better go deal with it, huh? Get all the hard stuff done at once."

Edward was astounded by her. His mate was the strongest woman he'd ever seen. "You're amazing." He pulled her close and kissed her hard, a kiss that would have left her breathless if she remained human.

"What was that for?" she asked, smiling up at him.

"I am astonished at how well you're taking to this life, how willing you are to face the hard things being thrown at you so quickly, quicker than I anticipated." Since she was fully sated, he knew she'd be able to face her father physically, but he hadn't been sure about her mentality. Now he was.

Bella ran a finger along his jaw. "You made a promise to me before you changed me, Edward Cullen. Do you remember it?"

He remembered everything he'd ever said to her but wasn't sure which of his many promises she was referring to. "Which one?"

That made her laugh. "You promised that when I awoke, you'd feed me, which you've done." Edward nodded and his smile turned feral as he remembered the rest. "And you promised that you'd make love to me again. I want that, very much."

"I want that more than you can possibly know." Her thoughts on the matter tangled with his own and left him a horny mess. Which reminded him. "There's something I need to tell you."

Bella raised an eyebrow. "More onto the hard pile?"

He shrugged, unsure of how she was going to react. "I don't know. I hope it won't upset you but it might."

"Edward, what is it?" Impatience shimmered in her tone and he wanted to laugh. She just wanted to get on with it and then get on him, which he loved.

"I can read minds." At her blank stare, Edward tried to smile. "I just thought you should know before we go meet your father so that if I react to something you can't hear…" he trailed off as she still said nothing. "Bella?"

"Is that how you always know what to say to make me feel better? You can hear what I'm thinking?"

Edward shrugged again. "Yes and no. I have an instinct where it comes to you, without your thoughts, that comes from us being mates. I just know what you need. But also, yes, I can hear it."

"So when we first met and I was thinking…damn." She hid her face in her hands and Edward pulled them away.

"Please don't hide from me. I've loved every thought you've had about me, about us. They've been perfectly on par with mine. Bella, please don't be upset."

"You should have told me."

"I know, but to be fair, we've only had a little time together and I didn't want to scare you away. You'd have been so embarrassed if I'd told you when you were human."

Bella shook her head. "And I'm not, now?" She held up a hand when he reached for her. "I'm not angry. I think I understand why you did it, but right now we need to deal with the bigger issue of my father. We'll talk about this mind reading thing when we have time. Can't you turn it off when it comes to me?"

Edward laughed at the scowl on her face. "Even if I could, yours are the only thoughts I actually want to hear."

"I bet." She sighed when he bent to kiss her and she melted into him. "You suck."

"I can." He sucked on a spot just behind her ear that had her eyes crossing. "Think about the advantages, Bella. You've only to think of what you want me to do to you and I'll do it, no questions asked."

"Hmm," she murmured as his lips trailed down her neck. "I suppose there are some advantages."

"I'll be happy to show you all of them later."

"I'll hold you to that." She kissed him again. "Let's go meet my dad."

That was the first time Edward had ever had those words said to him and they left him feeling nervous, a feeling he didn't often have, until Bella came along. "Let's do it." God help him.